It took a second for him to register he was being spoken to, as if the sheer thought of someone talking to him was unheard of. His mismatched eyes bound upward, pausing at her face. He eyed her for a moment, her words pushing a small smirk onto his lips.
You got beer? Ain't got shit to barter with so don't even ask me.
He sniffed, eyes scanning the Rathskeller with cold indifference. Clearly he wasn't much of a conversationalist, nor did he like to be, though she was being civil so for now, he reciprocated. Part of him disliked the fact his train of thought had been interrupted, but another part was thankful to speak to someone, even for a moment.
You work here or you just a thief? The question appeared quite serious, the gruff, monotone words leaving little room for humour, though... there was a slight grin plastered on that weathered face of his
You got beer? Ain't got shit to barter with so don't even ask me.
He sniffed, eyes scanning the Rathskeller with cold indifference. Clearly he wasn't much of a conversationalist, nor did he like to be, though she was being civil so for now, he reciprocated. Part of him disliked the fact his train of thought had been interrupted, but another part was thankful to speak to someone, even for a moment.
You work here or you just a thief? The question appeared quite serious, the gruff, monotone words leaving little room for humour, though... there was a slight grin plastered on that weathered face of his
